Chapter 1780: Start a showdown!

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"There are so many people ..."
Fu Di, who was always shocked everywhere, appeared directly on his face, and could not hide the shock.
A mysterious man who has always been lonely, so many people emerged overnight!
No wonder Fu Di would be shocked.
"Today they are just sending people over. Do you need to avoid it?" Mo Huang looked at Fu Didao.
"I'll avoid it," Fu Di groaned slightly.
Fu Di wanted to get rid of Yun Qingyan, and those people also wanted to get rid of Yun Qing Yan, but this does not mean that Fu Di is the same type of people as those people ...
"Well!" Mo Huang nodded slightly, as if he had long expected Fudi to avoid it.
On Emperor Fudi's face, there was an expression of restless words. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "You and those people, it is best to keep ... some distance!"
Mo Huang was silent for a moment.
Then he smiled bitterly, "Do you think I can keep a distance from them ..."
Fu Di said nothing, and the figure disappeared into the hall out of thin air.
It wasn't long before Fudi left, and a figure covered with black robes suddenly appeared in the hall.
"Bait, I've delivered it to you."
When the figure of the black robe appeared, he said with a husky voice in a low voice.
"Identities are established?" Mo Huang asked.
No wonder Mo Huang would ask this question. Before that, he didn't know Yun Qingyan had so many relatives.
"When we do things, we never fail."
The black robe figure slowly said, "The reason we only sent people to you now is because it took some time to determine their identity."
"No problem then." Mo Huang said lightly.
"It was explained above, this time we can't make a slight difference," said the black robe figure again.
"No problem." Mo Huang nodded.
The figure of the black robe, what else wanted to say, suddenly felt that the temperature of the hall dropped.
Appeared, even he felt a bitter chill.
"Farewell!" The figure in the black robe knew that Mo Huang had ordered the offender.
His figure directly tore the space and left.
In the large hall, only Mo Huang stood alone.
At this moment, Mo Huang was very strange, his mood was a bit desolate, and the whole person stood there ... it even gave people a feeling of loneliness.
Uh ...
I do not know when, Mo Huang, suddenly filled with gray matter.
From the soul to the flesh, it is permeated with gray matter.
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Fairyland, black narcissus domain, corpse mountains!
Yun Qingyan's figure flew out of the Necropolis at a fast speed.
At this time, Yun Qingyan didn't condense his own breath, and the breath of Shengxian's peak continued to ripple from him.
After Yun Qingyan left the basaltic fairyland, he first came to the corpse mountain of the black narcissus domain.
This is one of the most dangerous and dangerous places of Xiandi. It is a cemetery left over from ancient times.
After a period of evolution, the Necropolis has become a paradise for zombies.
Living inside, countless cultivations are deep zombies.
"I didn't expect someone to take one step earlier and looted the corpse mountains ..."
Yun Qingyan whispered.
In his impression, there is a mountain of corpses, countless holy immortals and ancestral zombies.
However, this time, he only hunted and killed less than 500 saints and Taoist zombies.
Through devouring heaven and earth, the cultivation of Yun Qingyan has grown from the eighth floor of the Holy Wonderland to the ninth floor of the Holy Wonderland.
That is the peak of Holy Fairy!
"The Ghost Mountain is no longer available, let me step into the resources of the half-walk ancestors from the peak of the Holy Fairy ..." Yun Qingyan whispered, leaving the Black Narcissus Domain for the first time.
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Xuanwu Xianyu, Taiwu City!
At this time, there was only half a day left between Mo Huang and Fu Di, and the three-day deadline for Huoyan and Void was given.
"Mo Huang, Fu Di, half a day is left." Huo Yan said to the void.
Mo Huang and Fu Di did not answer.
Mud Buddha stood with his eyes closed, a thoughtful look.
Mo Huang continued to take out jade bamboo slips, spread jade letters, and receive reports from the people below.
Huoyan and the void saw an anger on her face when she was ignored.
They sneered one after another: "There is only half a day left, don't blame us for not saying ugly things first!"
"After half a day, if you guys haven't given me a satisfactory answer, then ..."
Mo Huang looked at them coldly, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Can you shut up before the three-day deadline comes?"
"Mo Huang, you ..."
The anger on the two faces was even heavier, but still ... stifled the anger.
"After a long time, the people who shot and killed Mo Huang and Mud Bodhisattva!"
Huoyan and Void said to each other without concealing their own voice.
Mud Bodhisattva and Mo Huang continued to do their own thing in deaf ears.
Mud Buddha continued to ponder.
Mo Huang continued to review the report below.
In a blink of an eye, three hours passed, and noon ... only half a quarter of an hour left.
When Emperor Mo talked to the mud Buddha, to the void, and Fire Rock, when he said the three-day deadline ... it was noon.
In other words, once noon arrives, the three-day deadline is reached.
"Ministry of Propaganda!"
Just then, Mo Huang said suddenly.
A large hall with only four people, six people appeared out of thin air.
"Disseminate the news." Mo Huang commanded.
"At the same time, I also distributed the memory crystal to the whole fairyland!"
"Yes!" Six leading voices sounded at the same time.
The next moment, six people disappeared at the same time.
"What's the news?" Huoyan and Void asked.
"And the memory crystal you said, what's on it?"
Mo Huang did not answer, but threw a bamboo slip and a memory crystal for them.
Inside the bamboo slip, a message was recorded.
Presumably, Jiang Ruoxian was stubborn and had been cut off in advance, and the period of the new moon was cancelled.
However, at noon tomorrow, all families of the rebel thief Yun Qingyan will be killed.
Then, Fire Rock and Void opened the memory crystal.
There are 40,000 people in the memory crystal, and all of them are tied and kneeled on the ground.
Behind them, a wooden sign engraved with a name was inserted.
Huoyan and the void glanced roughly.
There are hundreds of Yun surnames, including Yunxuan, Yunhan, Yunjian, Yunyingyuan, Yunyinglong, etc ...
"They are the people of Yundi?"
Huoyan and the void were shocked and had difficulty communicating.
They also knew for the first time that there are so many ethnic groups in Yun Qingyan.
Mo Huang still didn't answer, but nodded.
"If these people are really the people of Yundi, they can definitely lead Yundi."
"But then again, we care more now, is the black water hiding behind it?"
Huoyan talked to the void and looked at Mo Huang's gaze. "My elder brother is the black hand behind him. After he appears, all doubts will come to light." Mo Huang said.